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Poets Media isolates the most poignant, powerful, and exquisitely composed verses and quotes in the universal poetry canon.
Know Yourself
Know Yourself When things start to go south And I start to get hopeless I look in the mirror And remember who I am
Beast vs. Me
There once was a young man who Rode a beast throughout town, Until one day life changed, When the beast threw him down.
Kathryn SalazarPublished 7 months ago in PoetsSpinach Wingman
He looks and smiles. Me? I feel spinach in my teeth The grin spreads anyway
Renessa NortonPublished 7 months ago in PoetsMs. Memories
I have memories of her- they dance vividly in my mind The love in her embrace and the warmth of her home Her hugs- a language all their own
Super worm
I am like a worm In love with a bird wishing I could fly away 🌬️
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published 7 months ago in PoetsA Saving Grace
Saying a prayer, a saving grace Opens up your heart to a whole new place It’s a feeling, an emotion that gets evoked Like a word or a line that you wish you’d wrote See me now I’m sitting here in this place That you left me in, a dungeon that’s caving in Where you opened up this whole new world It’s filled with sticks and it’s filled with stones You took a portrait, a painting and you carved out walls That made no sense, that had no light, it’s just a void It blinding, it’s deafening, it’s straight up hell But you saw me and you took it and you made a fit You had dreams, you had wishes But you had a foetus and you had a choice Now I’m stuck in your nightmare And I’m living this life and I have no choice.
yonela mtsiPublished 7 months ago in PoetsPacking
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Atomic HistorianPublished 7 months ago in PoetsAI is Coming for Your Children
Writing prompts are like casting a spell Artificial intelligence is creating a hell What they’re hiding is There’s no math in good writing
Atomic HistorianPublished 7 months ago in PoetsUnblemished
The years have taken their toll on the outside But they don’t see her soul The unblemished beauty that radiates from her
Atomic HistorianPublished 7 months ago in PoetsDark Red :The Color of Passion
Dark red.... a deep and bold hue, signifies passion and intensity. It evokes love's fervor and the richness of fine wine.
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Grounded
Where does my heart go… when I, want to abscond? How do I accomplish to make it stay? Emotional and physical distress are the indications to take a rest.
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published 7 months ago in Poets The Media Cirlce
This is a poetic monologue from my one-act play BOYS LIKE US. This poetic monologue centers on the Exonerated Five and Scottsboro Boys being tarnished by the media.
Gladys W. MuturiPublished 7 months ago in Poets